"Squeak!" As the sharp friction between the car tires and the ground penetrated into my ears, my whole body flew towards the window. Zhuzi blocked my body that could not be controlled by myself with his arms, otherwise I would definitely break through the glass and fly out of the car.

Zhuzi did not explain to us why he stepped on the brakes in a hurry, but shouted loudly: "Bomb, lie down!"

"Boom!" The explosion shattered the glass, and the car that had not yet stopped was stirred up by the huge air waves. Fortunately, Lincoln, if it were replaced by other small cars, it would have to be overturned.

"Squeak!" A car stopped forty meters away from us, "Da da da da da da da!" Before I could react, the dense gunshots rang out. The bullet hit the thickened body of the Lincoln continent and made a sound. We pressed our bodies as low as possible, and from time to time, we listened to the bullets flying overhead and making a whistle-like sound of breaking through the air. "Hey! This tmd is what the devil calls democracy and stability, this tmd is the United States? It really should be let the devil come and see it, haha!" The third brother shouted excitedly with his head in his arms.

"Get out of the car, get out of the car!" The captain shouted loudly and climbed out of the car door first. We followed closely behind. The embarrassed posture made my wounds feel severe pain again, and a trace of warm liquid flow down my ribs. "Roar! Roar! It's all Thomson!" Zhuzi said with a smile as he listened to the gunshots.

"Haha, yes, a bunch of garbage! How did the pillars find the bombs?" I looked at the bullets that were more than ten meters away and said with a smile.

"This group of garbage has not even been buried well, and it can be seen that it is newly laid on it dozens of meters away, a group of garbage!" Zhuzi said with a smile.

"Cao, then you're going to step on the brakes early!" The mouse next to him shook his head and cursed. The sudden brake just now made the mouse behind the captain's strong.

"It's great to be on the racing side, hehe, I'm sorry!" Zhuzi scratched his head and said.

"80...90...100" We instinctively counted the bullets in our hearts. At the moment when the bullets were exhausted, the sound of the car sensation of the accelerator being ready to accelerate came over. "They want to run, lone wolf, rat, leave the car for me! The others rushed with me and kill them all!"

"yessir!" Everyone smiled knowingly and started the action immediately. We all knew that this was not a professional army. Although they replaced the Thomson machine gun with a 100-round drum, which greatly enhanced their firepower sustainability, it was still too tender compared to us. If they could shoot 20 or 30 rounds and then stop after firing, we must think that they were using 20 or 30 rounds of magazines. When we rushed out, they would definitely seriously injure us if they fired them.

I am used to shooting with my right hand, and my recoil will definitely make my wound bleeding worse. I glanced at the mouse and said with a smile: "Please!"

"Thank you!" The mouse bared at me with an iconic look, and the relaxed atmosphere was like playing in a shooting range.

I held the gun in my left hand and used the scope as the mouse's observation hand. When I saw the unlucky driver's panic expression, the mouse had already pulled the trigger! The bullet of the Type 38 rifle steadily and smoothly passed through the co-pilot's neck and accurately drilled into the driver's ear. Sadly, the bullet began to roll violently due to resistance after passing through the first person's neck. When the bullet flew out of the unlucky driver's head, a big hole was cut in the lower half of the head, and the ** fell on his chest with a sensation. The black suit made his ** even more eye-catching.

Third brother, captain and Zhuzi rushed over with the machine gun in their arms. The bullets poured wildly on the body of the car, making dense bullet holes. Zhuzi took the lead in firing the bullets and immediately pulled out the pistol and continued to suppress the fire. The moment the magazine was shot, he immediately exited the magazine and almost at the same time he would install a new magazine. This is Zhuzi's unique skill. It looks like Zhuzi's pistol has infinite bullets. The third brother and the captain cooperated tacitly, and there would never be any change of magazines at the same time.

The battle began instantly and ended instantly. When they began to approach the car body to prepare to clear the battlefield, the mouse and I started to guard without ordering.

"Mouse, don't you notice the danger?" I looked at the grass and trees in the scope and asked Mouse.

"Grass! I only knew..."

"What do you know?" I saw him hesitantly thinking something was going on, so I asked without hesitation.

"I am car sick!"

"Grass, it's true! Why didn't you find it before?" I was surprised by the mouse's answer. We used to always take a bus, but we never found that mouse had motion sickness.

"Cao, have you made such a powerful car before? Is this SB pillar driven car for people? Cai! Stop talking, I will vomit when I think of it!" The mouse gritted his teeth and suppressed his vomiting.

"Who?" I pointed and asked as the captain and the others came back with a bloody and frightened unlucky guy who looked back.

"Hide behind the car, haha, two layers of iron and human flesh saved him!" said the third brother.

"If you want to survive, just say it quickly. I have no patience. If you don't say it, I swear with my beloved car, you will definitely be worse than it!" said the captain, patting the body of the car that was hit by the bumpy bullets.

"What do you want me to say? You Japanese friends! I think we must have attacked wrongly, misunderstanding, friends, how could you drive Lincoln to pass here! Our target must be another Lincoln continent." This lucky guy looked at our skin color and thought we were Japanese. What an idiot. Is there such a tall Japanese?

"Where is the fallen angel?" The third brother slashed into his thigh without patience and twisted his blade, and a blood hole was immediately dug out.

"Ah!" The miserable scream did not help him faint. Seeing the third brother lifting the knife again, the guy immediately said: "Fallen Angel? What kind of Fallen Angel, I don't know at all! I'm sure, I don't know, I definitely don't know!"

"Who are you? Why are you attacking Lincoln continent?" The third brother shook the knife and slowly pressed it on the guy's face, then slowly rubbed the blood off.

"Freddy, Bonano family, do you know? Bonano family! I am the soldier of the Bonano family! The co-pilot who was killed by you was our capo. I don't know his name, but that was the only head I've ever seen!" The guy stared at the blood hole in his thigh in pain and said with a very fast speech.

"Bonano family? Mafia?" the captain interrupted.

"Yes! You won't want to provoke it!" He thought the captain was scared and immediately emphasized.

"Yes, you go!" The captain waved his hand and signaled that he could leave. We all smiled at him, making him even more scared.
Chapter completed!